tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339463.post5277807934903194315..comments2023-07-15T04:45:11.285-06:00Comments on Just Rannin' Around: Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339463.post-44306604881524551602011-04-02T18:34:22.821-06:002011-04-02T18:34:22.821-06:00Nope it was a dry erase board. I remember it very...Nope it was a dry erase board. I remember it very clearly because we all thought that it was so incredibly cool. It was the first one that we had seen. I have a fairly good memory. :)Bhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10831979095753958121noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339463.post-47904181108214963882011-04-01T22:34:25.572-06:002011-04-01T22:34:25.572-06:00Oooh, I remember those days too. Oddly enough, I ...Oooh, I remember those days too. Oddly enough, I don't remember the conference rooms (with what in those days had to be chalk boards not dry erase boards. . . I'm just sayin') but I remember one particular office in which the women's restroom had a sitting room prior to actually entering the room with the toilets and in that room was a coat rack where one of the employees had left her coat hanging. Well, Leslie and I decided to go through the pockets of said coat and guess what we found? Nothing but a sandwich baggie full of pills. Now isn't it interesting that you grew up to work in a big fancy office with nice conference rooms and I grew up to be a therapist working with a whole lot of drug addicts?!?! :)Sandihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15027003456088587235noreply@blogger.com